My private property.
And I thought I had documented that wall. I guess not.
This is where this ends. Bye. No Pictures. No proof.
It's My Lawrenceville used to be a more specific writing project about the renovations going on in a house that I don't own. Then it became a rant and rave session for atheist propaganda and neighborhood gossip, with occasional updates from home. Now it's a more vague-in-origin, completely hidden in authorship, poor excuse for muckraking and satire.
1 comment:
No pictures = it didn't happen.
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